Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 265 Halloween and Evocations
Bishop Romulo was his immediate superior, and his church at Pluto was also within the jurisdiction of this bishop.

As the monk accompanying Bishop Romulo, he naturally has the temperament of a clergyman.

But the monk who was wearing a knight's sword only came to inform him.

For example, Bishop Romulo has gone to the headquarters to, for example, remind him not to forget the inauguration and so on.

At the same time, his title also began to change at this moment.

"Bishop York? Still not used to it at all."

Yorkist watched the monk leave, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He felt that compared to the title Bishop of York, the title "Father" sounded better.

Whether it was his bad taste or some other reason is unknown.

Yorks looked back.

Eileen was standing behind the main door, watching silently, with no expression on her face, only silence.

"Did you hear that?" Yorkshire smiled.

Eileen nodded and did not hide anything: "Yes, Father."

She said, paused, and asked seriously: "Father, are you going to be promoted to bishop?"

"probably."

Yorks looked up at the blue sky. There was only one month left in autumn and the weather was not bad. The ornamental trees on the roadside became more beautiful than ever at this moment.

"If there are no accidents." York confirmed, and he subconsciously glanced at the surrounding environment.

If nothing unexpected happens, he may have to leave this Pluto Church.

But, he still has a choice.

"Go inside and think about how to prepare for Halloween tomorrow."

Yorks turned back and walked towards the church. When he passed by Irene, he reached out and patted her thin shoulder, smiling.

“Whether I become a bishop or whatever, you will definitely be the deacon sister next to me.”

After saying that, Yorks walked in slowly, leaving Irene to slowly raise her lips, and then trotted to follow him.

"Father, what do you think we should do for Halloween?"

"Huh? Are you asking me?"

"Yes, Father..."

"Isn't that your business, Erin?"

"Eh?"

"Ahem, let's have a mass." An awkward voice sounded.

"Halloween! It's also our holiday. As clergy, we can't forget all the saints and deceased believers..."

"Oh, by the way, in addition to the Soul Mass, let's hold some children's activities by the way, so that the children can better understand the meaning of Halloween.

Erin, we must create a safe and fun environment. "

"Yes! Father!"

"..."

Accompanied by the sound of hehe, the conversation drifted in the wind, getting further and further away until it disappeared.

Halloween has arrived.

On this day York became a real priest.

He and the believers who came to attend the mass held a soul mass to pray and remember the deceased and familiar believers.

This is a special ceremony to commemorate deceased relatives and believers and express blessings and respect for them.

The church of Pluto became very solemn in the light of candlelight and sunlight.

Yorks spent this day praying sincerely for those who had died before him, such as Brown Sr. and his wife, the nuns at Santa Cata Convent, and the strangers in Reed's apartment building.

The believers sitting on the benches with their eyes closed and fists clasped, and John Wick, Robert, and Irene also prayed for their deceased relatives and friends.

Everyone has their own prayer goals.

The same is the state of mind of praying.

.............................................

"Father, do we really want to decorate?" Erin held up the fake spider web in her hand and looked at the priest and asked in a low voice.

When I saw the priest holding a jack-o'-lantern in his hand,
Erin's peripheral vision shifted secretly, and she saw John Wick and Robert already busy at the surrounding floor-to-ceiling windows. They were hanging some orange, purple and other colored fabrics on them.

Forget it, there are still some believers who are enthusiastically helping.

"Why not?"

Yorks smiled and moved the jack-o'-lantern in his hand: "Look, aren't they very happy?"

Eileen followed the priest's gaze and saw that there were several children chattering and playing over there, and some believers looked very comfortable.

"Yes, Father."

Hearing this, Yorks smiled and said: "We will also put some candies at the door that anyone can take. The children wearing makeup will be here now."

"Okay, Father." Eileen said seriously.

Yorks looked at the little nun, looking at her always demure and completely uninvolved look. In her wide eyes, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch both sides of her cheeks and lift them up.

"It's Halloween, be happy."

Saying that, without waiting for any response from her, Yorks stopped his hand, patted her thin shoulder and smiled.

"carry on."

Irene didn't know what expression to make after such an operation. She glanced at the priest and could only nod, then left the place with the fake spider web.

As she left, she began to try to smile, which was slightly stiff.

This made Yorks couldn't help but smile, watching Irene start to find some believers who came to help to set up, and subconsciously scanned the whole place.

"The next thing I should do is..."

Yorks made no movement, but his holy power began to spread under his feet.

The spread is so large that it reaches the limit of the three-dimensional diagram.

With Pluto Church in York as the center, a magic circle with a diameter of 200 meters was instantly generated, shining with white holy light.

The children and pedestrians passing by were like chess pieces walking on the magic circle, and they were unaware of it.

"The sacred protection circle has powerful exorcism and protection, and has the function of resisting evil invasion. This should be enough."

Yorks held the jack-o-lantern and walked outside as if he had done nothing.

Halloween is a holiday associated with religion and the supernatural, so this day has different meanings for different people.

At the same time, it is also the day when the cult likes to cause trouble.

Churches commemorate and commemorate saints, etc., while these cults offer sacrifices or practice other evil heretics.

He doesn't care what other places are like, after all, there are relevant churches and organizations guarding them.

But here, no one or anything is allowed to cause trouble.

In other words, evil spirits and ghosts are prohibited from traveling here.

This is the meaning of his stay here. It is his duty as a priest to protect the believers in Pluto Church and the residents here.

"Father!!"

As soon as he walked out, a group of four or five-year-old children playing in the yard didn't care about his tall stature and ran over happily.

"Ouch! Be careful, don't fall."

Yorkes smiled, hugging an old believer's child, a smile on his face.

Soon, he was surrounded by children of all sizes.

Irene was busy with the believers at the main entrance. She subconsciously looked over there and felt something when she saw the happy priest.

She seemed to understand a little bit.

Later, she understood even more.

Just because Father York started standing at the door with those candy boxes, a group of people slowly appeared on the roadside.

They were all believers whom I had seen before.They all brought their children over.

"Father Yorks."

This was Ms. Azshara whom she knew. After greeting the priest with a smile, she motioned to the child next to her to get some candy.

"Yes." Yorks smiled gently, looked at the timid girl in front of him, took out some beautifully wrapped candies from the basket and handed them over.

The girl looked back at her mother, and when her mother nodded, she carefully reached out and took the candies.

"Good boy."

Yorkist touched the top of her head and naturally hung the cross on the table next to the girl's neck.

These are all crosses he has stored up. They are not valuable, but they have some holy power that he has enchanted and have the effect of warding off evil spirits.

"Thank you, Father." Ms. Azshara smiled. "Hope you have a nice day."

"Thank you, and you too."

Yorks smiled and nodded, letting Azshara lead her child away, waiting for the next believer to pick her up.

"Father Yorks..."

This is a father with a smile on his face and holding a five or six-year-old boy in his hand.

"Go, Hall, go get the candy." He let go of his hand and said to his child.

……

They are also familiar believers.

Erin just stood there, watching silently as the priest distributed the candies and hung the crosses on the table around the necks of the excited children one by one, wishing the believers a happy day one by one.

In her eyes, Father York and these believers seemed to have gone through this process many times.

The whole process was full of tacit understanding.

"Father Yorks."

There are even some kids who already know Father Yorks exists.

Because the priest will ask them something.

For example now...

"Masha, are you under a lot of pressure from studying recently?" Yorks glanced at the girl's mother behind him and whispered.

The child's mother is a member of the elite group and occasionally talks about her child to him. She obviously has great expectations for her child.

"Not big." The girl named Masha, who looked as big as a kid, took the candies, happily stuffed them into her pockets, and replied casually.

Yorks smiled, reached out and took the cross from Eileen, and hung it around her neck.

"Then...it seems like you study well?"

After hearing this conversation, Erin thought the same thing. She couldn't help but glance at the mother behind the child, and she found that the mother's expression was a little awkward.

Then Eileen heard the child's answer, which was crisp and clear to her ears.

"Not good! Not good at all!"

The pockets on both sides were bulging with candies, and his confident appearance made Erin and the believers queuing behind him couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha."

Even York was amused. He couldn't help but leaned over and touched the top of Masha's head and said seriously.

"Okay, he is a smart kid, very good, keep this mentality."

"Good!"

Masha's carefree look made all the adults present feel soft in their hearts.

Her mother stepped forward, stretched out her hand to hold her daughter, and said with a smile, "Father, I wish you a pleasant day."

"You too, Kay."

Yorks nodded and replied. To be able to teach her children to be like this, this mother is obviously very free and humane. Expectations are expectations and are not oppressive.

Kay nodded in response and decisively took her daughter, who only cared about candy and clutched her pocket, away from the place, trying not to affect the people behind her.

Believer after believer, over and over again.

The candies and crosses prepared on the table were slowly consumed until they were almost gone visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, there was nothing in front of me.

Erin handed over the cross in her hand and watched the priest send away the last believer.

"Father, did you always greet them like this before?"

"Yeah." Yorks said calmly as he watched the last believer take his child away.

"It has been going on for a long time. I don't know if it can continue in the future."

Erin was silent.

Yorkes glanced at her, reached for the cross on the table and hung it around her neck.

"Don't think about it."

After saying that, Yorks glanced at the time and started walking back.

"Let's go and prepare some more candies. There will be the next batch of guests behind us, and that's the main show."

Hearing this, Irene could only put away all her thoughts, grabbed the cross and quickly followed her priest.

"Yes, Father."

"..."

The guests that York was talking about were not anyone, but a group of children wearing makeup.

After all, adults with families are used to this festival, so the happiest people are undoubtedly the young people and children.

For children, Halloween is quite meaningful.

Because they can put on makeup and look like their favorite characters.

These children from the neighborhood come to visit, they are a group of cute little hooligans.

One after another threatened candy in childish tones.

Something like trick or treating.

It's just that York is no longer responsible for welcoming these children. Instead, Irene takes the lead, and John Wick and Robert serve as assistants and are responsible for distributing sweets.

It's very lively outside.

And he was in the church looking at Little Red Riding Hood Hailey, whom he had not seen for a long time, and at the girl a few meters away from her behind.

It was a girl with blond hair who looked to be the same age as Hailey.

"Don't tell me, is that your girlfriend? Did you and Bridget break up?"

Hailey, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, had her hair cut short and still looked cool. She glanced at the priest.

"Bridget moved out of state, so we..."

Yorks understood the meaning of this sentence and was speechless.

"Hailey, you are really capable, one after another."

Hailey disagreed and held out her hand.

"Candy! Give me candy, and I'll tell you something. It's a popular thing among our college group, and they are going to have a party tonight..."

Yorks raised his eyebrows, rummaged through his pocket and found a candy and put it in Little Red Riding Hood's hand.

He knew that Little Red Riding Hood was from the city itself, and it had never been very convenient to come here, so every time she came to Pluto Church, she had a purpose and was extremely subjective.

The same thing happened to Bridget last time, but I don't know if it was her girlfriend's business to come over this time.

Haili untied the candy in her hand and put it into her mouth.

"My girlfriend was invited to a party tonight and supposedly they were going to play a kind of spiritualist game."

spiritualism?

Yorks looked at Little Red Riding Hood and listened silently to what she continued to say.

"They have a model of a right hand. I heard that as long as you light a candle next to that hand, hold it and say "Reply me" into the void, you can see the ghost you want to see..."

(End of this chapter)